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mark12_30 · 10-07-2002, 06:28 PM

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"Are you from Azra and Nitir's ship?" Gamba whispered softly as he sat down by Daisy.

Her eyes grew wide, and she looked at Anee, and then she looked down, thinking hard about what to say.

"It's obvious you didn't grow up in the caves. Your skin is brown not white," Gamba muttered. "Hi, Anee."

Anee glared at Gamba while Daisy went pale beneath her brown seafaring tan.

"Don't worry, " Gamba murmured, blandly inspecting his bland bowl of bland beans. "I'm not going to give you away. I just wish they'd hurry up and get here. Eleven days. Can't they speed things up?"

Daisy glanced furtively at him, relieved but badly shaken, and wondering whether Captain Tarkil had noticed her tan. "The fleet just isn't here yet. That's all. They're on their way. It's not our fault."

Gamba sniffed the beans, trying to work up an appetite and failing. "Didn't say it was," he muttered, glancing around, wondering who would be missing in the morning, even while telling himself not to think about it.

Bird peeked out from Daisy's collar. She was hungry, and wondered if Gamba was sufficiently distracted not to notice if she jumped into that bowl and shared some of those bland beans. But she hesitated. If he did notice, he'd flatten her. She wisely decided to wait.

Ignoring Loremaster's steely gaze, Gamba persisted. "Is Piosenniel on board your ship?"

Daisy stifled a gasp. "I... I don't think I should say."

"She must be, then. Well, that's hopeful. Eru, let those ships hurry," Gamba muttered, taking a mouthful and grimacing at the bowl.

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10-07-2002, 06:28 PM	#147
mark12_30 Stormdancer of Doom Join Date: Jan 2002 Location: Elvish singing is not a thing to miss, in June under the stars Posts: 4,349	ooc: next 3 posts: anybody that wants to add or interpose, let me know & i'll adjust(Dinnertime) /end ooc "Are you from Azra and Nitir's ship?" Gamba whispered softly as he sat down by Daisy. Her eyes grew wide, and she looked at Anee, and then she looked down, thinking hard about what to say. "It's obvious you didn't grow up in the caves. Your skin is brown not white," Gamba muttered. "Hi, Anee." Anee glared at Gamba while Daisy went pale beneath her brown seafaring tan. "Don't worry, " Gamba murmured, blandly inspecting his bland bowl of bland beans. "I'm not going to give you away. I just wish they'd hurry up and get here. Eleven days. Can't they speed things up?" Daisy glanced furtively at him, relieved but badly shaken, and wondering whether Captain Tarkil had noticed her tan. "The fleet just isn't here yet. That's all. They're on their way. It's not our fault." Gamba sniffed the beans, trying to work up an appetite and failing. "Didn't say it was," he muttered, glancing around, wondering who would be missing in the morning, even while telling himself not to think about it. Bird peeked out from Daisy's collar. She was hungry, and wondered if Gamba was sufficiently distracted not to notice if she jumped into that bowl and shared some of those bland beans. But she hesitated. If he did notice, he'd flatten her. She wisely decided to wait. Ignoring Loremaster's steely gaze, Gamba persisted. "Is Piosenniel on board your ship?" Daisy stifled a gasp. "I... I don't think I should say." "She must be, then. Well, that's hopeful. Eru, let those ships hurry," Gamba muttered, taking a mouthful and grimacing at the bowl. [ October 08, 2002: Message edited by: mark12_30 ] __________________ ...down to the water to see the elves dance and sing upon the midsummer's eve.